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smooth controlled words left, and the animal I had forced out of him took over. “You’re mine.”
    He began to fuck my mouth. His words floated over me, and I lost myself in the rhythm. I don’t know if it was the man, the vampire or the wolf, but I like to think each was screaming out their claim over me. “Mine, mine, mine.”
    He panted the words as he thrust with increasing force. I forced my breath through my nose, and tried to keep up with my tongue. I licked the underside of his cock and felt his rhythm change, as I walked my hand up his leg and toward his heavy sac. The soft skin tightened in my hand, and I pulled it toward me. My hands claimed what he was giving me. A jagged growl and his wolf gave me what I wanted. His come filled my mouth.
    Swallowing him just left me thirsty for more. This mating thing was no joke. I didn’t want to let him go and kept licking him clean until he pulled me forcibly from his cock. The softness I had rolled around in my mouth was already giving way to another hard-on that I was damn ready to take advantage of.
    Right now, wasn’t fast enough to get him inside me. Considering I was still clothed and undressing would take far too long, I wanted him back in my mouth, but he yanked me up to standing.
    His eyes were golden with his impending change. He was operating on instinct. His wolf was close, but it was holding back just as mine was. We had only enough control to lose ourselves in each other.
    Jake’s hands moved to my neck. With my head held still, his thumbs forced my jaw up to meet him, and his lips lowered to mine. His tongue pushed inside my lips. Mine jabbed back. His mouth was warm and sweet, and I wanted to fill him up as much as I wanted him to fill me.
    My blood . I wanted him to drink from me. Wolves were no strangers to biting, but it was a hold of submission that should turn my crank. It wouldn’t be enough with Jake. I needed more than a standard mating. The thought of him drinking from my vein should have repulsed me. It didn’t. Instead, the thought of him licking his lips with a part of me no one else had ever tasted had my blood boiling to the surface with lust. My skin was hot, and I needed him to take everything from me.
    My hands tore at his. His skin was solid. He was stronger than a human. His skin was tougher than mine. It was tougher than wolf, tougher than human. I would have ripped anyone else to shreds, but his vampire side held tougher stock. I felt the last of my control erode as I realized I couldn’t hurt him. My wolf rallied inside me, and I pawed at him, like the animal he made me.
    Instead of grabbing my other body parts that were screaming for his attention, he grabbed hold of the neckline of my borrowed shirt. The cool air puckered my skin as he ripped the fabric from my body. Ripped. Right down the middle. Rawr.
    My pants followed, before he threw me onto the sofa. When a vampire throws you, there is no delicate flop. The couch dug grooves in the wooden floors as it rocketed against the cabin wall. Plaster dusted my body as the frame of the house shook. I didn’t dare brush myself off. I couldn’t breathe.
    Jake stalked toward me. This was it. My mate .
    He was flawless. It was still bright outside, and as a breeze moved the trees, bits of light dappled his body, highlighting different areas. His chest bunched with each step. His thighs flexed. The deep V of his hips that led my eyes right back to his cock showed me he was hard as a rock again already. Twitching as he moved, he still shined from my mouth. I licked my lips remembering his taste, and that was it. He pounced.
    His hands weren’t gentle. I found myself turned and pressed against the back of the couch. I was facing away from him, but his fingers flexing on my hips kept me aware of his every move. My knees were on the middle cushion. My nails scraped at the old wallpaper, trying to gain some control. Jake’s hands held firm as he kicked my knees farther apart.
    He